Chapter 190


    Chapter 190


    Seeing how Tyler was not moving, Vicky looked at him. “What is it?” “You’re upset.”


    She scowled. ’Am I supposed to be happy about the fact that my husband is injured and bed-bound?”


    “You know that’s not what I’m referring to.”


    “People don’t always get what they want. It’s fine.” She remainedposed. “Open up. My hand is


    getting sore.”


    He stared at her intently for a while before finally taking a sip.


    After dinner, Vicky called the doctor over to ask about Tyler’s condition before rxing.


    Later during the night when Vicky was about to drift off to sleep, Tyler blurted out, saying, “I want to


    take a shower.’


    “No way,” she rejected his request instantly. “You can’te into contact with water.”


    Not only was he forbidden to take a shower, but even getting out of bed would risk ripping his wounds


    as well.


    He scowled. “I can’t sleep without taking a shower.”


    He would always shower before sleep.


    “If you can’t sleep, I’ll get the doctor to inject sleep-inducing medication into your veins.”


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    He looked at her. “I will want to shower anyway unless you keep me unconscious forever.”


    Vicky fell silent. For a moment, she marveled at how demanding the man was.


    After a while of silence, Vicky said, “I’ll do you a better one: I’ll wipe your body with a wet towel for now.


    You can shower when you get better, okay?”


    He scowled thoughtfully before nodding reluctantly.


    Vicky had no experience in taking care of others, so she was a stranger to tasks like feeding him or


    wiping his body with a towel.


    Concerned she would graze his wounds, she made sure to avoid his injuries. As she cleaned him, her


    mind was taken back to the time she was admitted to the hospital.


    Apart from the car ident, Tyler had been there to look after her every single time and though she


    requested so at the very beginning, she could not deny the fact that he was really good at taking care


    of others.


    A thought naturally formed within her head. ‘He can’t be this good at taking care of others if he hadn’t


    done so in the past, right? If that’s the case, who was he taking care of? She?’


    A week passed by within the blink of an eye, and soon, Tyler’s wounds had sealed. He no longer


    needed to apply ointment on his wound and could asionally get out of bed.


    Naturally, he still could not shower as his wounds would be infected at any contact with water, and


    Vicky refused to let him take such a risk, so she wiped his body clean every night.


    She came to visit every day, and since she never stayed for long, Vicky had no reason to chase her


    out. She remained cold to She and ignored her for the most part.


    She did not mind and came every day like clockwork.